The carcass of the Soft Insect he saw earlier was still inside the nest.
It wasn't a shapeshifting Soft Insect. It was white and plump, and it looked fluffy. When Angor pinched the carcass, he noticed that the Dream Weaver Ant had sucked all the liquid out of it.
Although it was already dead, at least from this soft worm, it could be roughly inferred that as long as the other eggs were nourished by more essence blood, they might be able to break out of their shells.
Angor took out the nest to record what happened to the eggs inside Akeso's blood.
He took out a small cup of Akeso's blood and poured it into the eggs. Next, he placed the nest on his desk so that he could observe it whenever he needed.
However, to prevent the eggs from hatching without his knowledge, he also set up an illusion around the nest to make sure nothing would go wrong.
When he was done with the insect nest, he suddenly looked out of the window.
It was completely dark outside. He could only see the shadows of trees in the distance.
Angor walked to the window and opened it. A cool breeze immediately rushed into the room. The cold wind made him furrow his brows. There was nothing outside as he had imagined.
Earlier, he had sensed that someone was spying on him from outside the window. It was a sudden intuition, so he looked out of the window.
He didn't see anything, but he didn't think anyone would do such a thing for no reason.
"It shouldn't be hard for her to spy on me without being noticed." There was only one person in the entire Padt Manor who could do such a thing.
He didn't know why Eureka was spying on him, but he didn't like the feeling.
Even if he didn't have anything that could be seen, he didn't want anyone to spy on him.
Angor closed the window and returned to his desk. At the same time, a faint Nightmare Domain slowly rose from his body and covered the entire study.
Eureka was sitting on the balcony of the third floor of the stilt house. She used to plant some orchids on the balcony, but they were now replaced by a bunch of fiery red roses.
She was looking at the night sky, but when Angor closed the window, she slowly closed her eyes.
"His senses are quite sharp, almost at the level of a half-step Magus." "Don't you think it's strange that a mortal who has been away from home for less than three years is now a half-step wizard with the sequence of gravity and a dimensional storage?" Eureka smiled and looked up at the starry sky.
Eureka murmured to herself. Suddenly, a large rose bloomed on the balcony. In the middle of the rose bud sat a red-haired doll. Suddenly, the doll opened its eyes and said, "You're right. You're right. You're right.
"Kill him and interrogate his soul. Or we can capture him and interrogate him with the Enigmatic Divine Art. "A cold voice came from the doll's mouth.
Eureka shook her head. "He's Phantom Master's student, and more importantly, he's from Brute Cavern."
The red-haired doll fell silent. After a while, it said, "If you don't want to do it, wait for my main body to come back and I'll do it."
"He is your disciple's younger brother. Do you have the heart to see Leon suffer?"
"If you want to survive in the wizarding world, you have to learn to let go of emotional ties."
Eureka sighed. "Every wizard has their own path. Using your own path to define someone else's path is like robbing him of his flexibility. Don't forget that you have a sister too. "
The red-haired doll remained silent for a while.
Eureka stretched her body and looked at Angor's castle again. "He's surrounded by a strange illusion. I can't break it with my current spirit power. Phantom Master's student is quite good at illusions."
With that, Eureka waved a hand. The rose bud slowly closed, and the red-haired doll also closed its eyes.
…
Inside the Nightmare Domain, Angor was sitting in front of a luxurious round table. He took out his hologram tablet and carefully read the books he recorded in the Nightmare Realm or Sunders' library.
He only had two years left, and he had to find a way to save Jon's life before that.
This reading session lasted for almost half a month.
If it weren't for Leon's sudden visit, he would have stayed there for a while longer.
"Look at your face, it's pale, almost bloodless. It's not good to stay in your study all the time. How about I take you out for some hunting later? " Leon was wearing a knight's armor, which made him look more energetic than Angor.
Angor was feeling a little tired after staying up for half a month. However, he still shook his head. "I don't have much time. I need to clear my mind."
Leon glanced at the pile of draft papers on the table and sighed. "Have you ever thought about what would happen if you couldn't find a way to save Jon?"
"If I can't find anything in half a year, I'll ask for help. Then I'll ask for help from other wizards. "
Angor already had this plan in mind.
Anyway, Jon's existence had been exposed.
If he couldn't save Jon, his teacher might be able to. Even if he couldn't contact Greya, Angor could still ask Master Mithra for help.
What Angor wanted the most was to find a way to save Jon on his own, or to contact Sunders. As far as he knew, Angor believed that Sunders would side with him for the sake of the Nightmare Realm.
The others were just options.
"You know, people will die one day —" Leon tried to persuade Angor, but Angor interrupted him.
"I won't. You won't die either if you're on the path of truth, brother. " Before Leon could say anything, he quickly changed the topic. "Brother, there must be something else other than hunting for me, right?"
Leon wanted to keep talking about Jon, but he changed his mind in the end. "Thirty-three refugees were caught in Grue Town in the past half a month. Fifteen of them have criminal records. Tomorrow, I'll execute the three most troublesome ones. The others will be whipped and sent back to the refugee camp. I want to invite you to come with me tomorrow."
Angor shook his head. "I'll pass. But I want to know how you're going to deal with the refugees after the beating."
Leon remained silent for a while. "The others are innocent victims of the war. If they want to leave, I'll give them some food and allow them to leave. If they're willing to surrender, I'll give them the status of renters and allow them to build houses in Grue Town. "
Angor did not comment on Leon's words. "What's Waterford's reply? They still insist on sending the refugees to Grue Town?"
Lyon nodded, looking troubled. "That's right. The news from Jordan says that Waterford is currently overcrowded. Too many refugees are rushing over, so they have no choice but to split them up."
Angor considered. "Grue Town is getting more and more refugees. Do you have a way to deal with them?"
"Grue Town is big enough to settle them down. The only problem is food. And the more refugees there are, the more troublemakers there will be. "Leon shook his head and sighed.
"If you really can't do anything about food, you can ask the Moonlily Fairy. As a fairy, it has the ability to grow ordinary plants. However, solving the problem of food rations this way is likely to breed human greed. "
Lyon thought to himself. If the Moonlily Fairy could really solve the problem of food, then it would be a good thing. But as Angor said, human beings were complicated creatures. They could turn from kindness to evil, or from innocence to greed in the blink of an eye.
Even if Angor gave them food for free, there was always a chance that they would become greedy.
"What should I do then?"
Angor shrugged. "You can choose to stay away from the world. I can help you set up an illusion outside Grue Town. Mortals won't be able to enter, and your troubles will go away."
"What else?"
"Restrict them." Angor paused. He knew Leon knew what he was trying to say, so he added, "Don't be too kind. The war will end one day."
Angor sighed and put down his pen. "No matter what you choose, I'll support you."
Leon sighed, "Alright, I'll think about it."
After Leon left, Angor recalled Jon's words. "Soldiers made of iron flow like water." Grue Town would always remain where it was, but the refugees would eventually disappear if they weren't restrained. Being too kind would only bring harm to himself.
On the other hand, Leon went to Sheriff George's house after a moment of deep thought.
"I don't think it's a good idea to give the refugees the status of renters. How about we change it to —"
"Slaves?!" George suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
"Not completely. They'll have to pay back five times the amount they received from Grue Town. Once the payment is done, they can apply for citizenship again. "
George hesitated. "I don't think they'll want to stay even if we give them the status of renters."
"Why?"
"I received news this morning that General Morn died in battle at the North Oil Coast."
The North Oil Coast was located at the edge of Yamei Province. The reason why so many refugees chose to run to Yamei Province was because the backbone of the Empire, the Morn family's army was stationed here. If even the Morn general was defeated, or even died here, then the refugees naturally wouldn't want to stay in Yamei Province.
George looked worried. "I was going to report this to Mister Viscount, but Head Maid Mana didn't come out today. Sir, should we tell the townspeople and retreat?"
However, Leon shook his head and said, "No need. Just follow my instructions and continue to do it."
"If Yamei Province falls as well, then Grue Town …"
"Grue Town will be fine. I promise," Leon said without hesitation.
George hesitated for a moment before he recalled the moonlight rain Angor created half a month ago.
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